Green Bean Serenade

Only green beans on my plate

(ahhh) Such a cruel and bitter fate

Joeline watches from the

door As I weep upon the floor

Joeline, please!

Just one slice of bread?

No, she says...

only the green pod of despair!

(oh horror)

Green beans,

green beans, morning and night

(Joeline!) Locking the kitchen,

extinguishing the light

In this tiny green house,

we scream and we fight

Oh, the misery of eating so light!

I dream of sweet butter and glorious cream

(but alas)

I wake to a cold and a vegetal dream

My roommate Joeline is the guard at the gate

Of my hollowed-out tummy and ultimate fate

No

more...

(no more...) Only the green bean...